Gringa - Beast of Mexico by Eve Rabi

Author:Eve Rabi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction romance, fiction adult, fiction women, heroine distress, romance adult erotica, fiction about moral dilemma, romance abuse, foulmouth heroine, fiction romance books, romance and suspense books

When I awake, it’s 4 PM and I’m disoriented. After a while, I slide out of bed and make my way to my two new friends with benefits.

They welcome me warmly but peer at my face. I think they’re worried that I will cry again. To put me at ease, they laugh and poke fun at each other. I really appreciate their niceness and I gravitate towards them.

I’m starving but I can’t bring myself to eat. I just ask for more coffee as I surreptitiously take in my surroundings, looking for ... well, cadavers, mighty cleavers, table cloths made out of human skins, lima beans...

Nothing. Everything here looks so confusingly normal. I open the refrigerator on the pretext of getting more milk. Nothing - just cheese, milk, soft drinks – all the stuff you’d find in Elaine’s kitchen back home. (Not my fridge though – it’s always filled with beer, flat coke and mouldy month-old pizza. I used to explain that I was planning to make penicillin for a third world country.)

Maybe the villagers are wrong about the cannibal bit. Please let them be wrong. I’m starving.

Rosa takes my hand. ‘Come see your home.’

My home. Meekly, I go with her.

Tana Mera is perched on top of a hill with breathtaking views of the ocean and partial views of the valley. The lawns around the ranch are manicured and lush with luxuriant blooms of roses, dahlias and tulips – colourful and festive. A gardener pruning some rose bushes pauses and stares at me.

‘¡La mujer de Diablo!’ Rosa yells. (This is Diablo’s woman!)

He breaks into a smile. ‘AAAHHH! My name Sam,’ he says, and bows slightly. ‘Velcome, Señorita.’

I smile at him. ‘Nice to meet you Sam.’

‘¡La mujer de Diablo!’ Sam suddenly yells to someone behind me.

Startled, I spin around and see an armed guard stationed in a tower overlooking the ranch.

‘AAAAHHH!’ the guard says. ‘Señorita!’ He nods.

‘Come,’ Rosa says and we continue our tour. ‘We gotta ten villas. You, Diablo, you stay in that villa.’ She points to the one I slept in.

‘Christa,’ she says, pointing to the largest villa on the highest point of the ranch. ‘She sleep there, that villa. The big one.’

So Christa has a bird’s eye view of her five thuggish sons and the men that resided at the ranch – how controlling.

‘Where is everyone right now?’

‘They go work. Later, they come, we make a party.’

Work. Mfff! Bet they’re out pillaging and stealing from other villages or shooting foreigners and throwing them into the ocean. But I’m happy they aren’t around so I can relax a little. And I do, while Maria and Rosa busy themselves with dinner preparations for about thirty five people and during which time, they argue every single minute, giving me a massive headache.

As the day fades, my stomach starts to churn. I become restless and wear out my spearmint carpet with my pacing. They’re calling me Diablo’s woman – scary. I’m twenty one, not good wife material. I suck at most domestic chores and duties, so I’m bound to disappoint.

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